Sleepwalking2008

Counselor:
What about your parents?

Joleen:
No parents.

Counselor:
No parents?

Joleen:
Nope, all deceased. [looks out into the hall] Where is Tara?

Counselor:
Joleen, I know you have a father because we talked...

Joleen:
[getting up suddenly] I'm not here for a survey.

Counselor:
Joleen, I'm just trying to help you!

Joleen:
I don't need your help! Can't you get that? I don't need your help, we're fine!

Counselor:
You're not fine! Do you think being dragged out in the middle of the night is fine? And what about Tara? Moving all over the place, missing school, having people talk about her mother is fine?

Joleen:
Okay, I've had enough. [gets up and leaves]

Counselor:
Oh, here we go again! Just drag her out into the middle of sh*t again.

Joleen:
[comes back] You know what I'm going to do? I'm going to take my daughter to school! You know what then? Then I'm going to find us a wonderful place to live, okay? And I have a lot of options, by the way. Thank you! Thanks for your help, but I don't need it! [leaves] Tara, let's go! [takes Tara's wrist and yanks her away]